The happiness of suicide is
Not having to clean up your messes
The blood everywhere is
Someone else's problem

The sadness of suicide is
Thinking of everyone who'll wonder
Why'd she do it, she was so happy
They wouldn't understand at all

The anger of suicide is
People will cry because
They thought you were desperate
But you were just tired

The fear of suicide is
Wondering if there's an afterlife
And will you go to heaven or hell
Or will you just rot?

The end of suicide is
When everybody is dead
Because there'll always be death
I'm not afraid
 
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